Having blocked Lu Qingshan's flying sword, Xu Hao remained completely unharmed.
Xu Hao continued to advance without slowing down, his momentum unabated, grinding towards Lu Qingshan.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Even though the flying swords did not harm Xu Hao, Lu Qingshan never stopped attacking from the beginning until the end.
As he kept moving, he stubbornly launched continuous attacks at the scale armor on Xu Hao's chest with the flying sword.
Without using sword control techniques, Lu Qingshan's speed was obviously no match for Xu Hao.
Even as he kept moving in the opposite direction to open up the distance, the gap between the two was getting smaller.
Seeing that Xu Hao was within thirty feet of Lu Qingshan, Su Shu shook her head and sighed softly, "He is going to lose."
If Xu Hao succeeded in closing up the distance to this extent, from her understanding of him, Lu Qingshan would stand no chance of fighting back.
